The night at Mia was rather cold, and the camp set up by the Snow Fox Species could hardly be considered luxurious; moreover, perhaps because they were generally mini-sized, the tents were just tall enough to reach Mr. Fisher's belly.
Still, it was Mr. Fisher who slightly modified their tents so they could barely fit all the humans.
After receiving Healing from the Snow Fox Species, Balzac's condition had gradually stabilized, and he was now lying inside the tent resting, while Celti was still somewhat dazed and thus simply holed up inside the tent and didn't come out.
Unexpectedly, of all his subordinates, Philis, who usually seemed the least reliable, was now the one who was the most composed and even helped Mr. Fisher set up the tent while whistling.
Mr. Fisher glanced at the casually composed Philis beside him and casually asked,
"Didn't you leave all your money back in Mia? How come you don't seem to care at all? You were such a money-grubber before."
